gentle, gentle, gentle bird: a poem to myself

gentle bird,

bring that wander-lust in.

mend and restore

what has been broken.

so many years, of broken,

many shed tears & cries of confusion

war in bodies,

across centuries.

gentle, gentle, gentle bird

calm the fangs of blood
aimed at yourself

rest and reflect

on these stories

in your body,

and remember

to circle above

and see from there

too.

all is convening

to come together

and give you a chance

to put down that heavy

weight

and

move

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